Heavy Excerpt
I’ve been correcting more essays this week. Something that I find incredibly frustrating is that I am asked to provide the corrections, but I am specifically told not to bother sending the corrected draft back to the student. (The one I mark up with a red pen, that is.) In short, I’m being asked for a perfectly rewritten essay, but that’s all. They don’t want to know why I changed what I changed. That bothers me. I don’t understand how the students are going to learn anything from that. Especially when they might not even have written it in English by themselves in the first place…(see the second half of this post for more on that ridiculousness). Anyway, I thought I’d give you a snippet from an essay that made me giggle. The essay is actually quite good, so don’t let this excerpt mislead you.
So, I will study English hard. Then I will find these “How large the world is. What a small man I am.” It may drop me into the hopeless world. When I understand how hopeless I am. I will be fed up with my self. I want to know the world to come true my dream. Like this, through English, I want to gain a little by little. Thank you.
Pretty deep stuff for a high school kid. Bleak, yet hopeful. Now, imagine correcting a full page of that. Ha ha. Fun. I just wonder if the student will learn any English at all from having a pristine paper handed back to him without any hints about why the corrections were made. I don’t understand this system. Sigh.

















